Grave Robber
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Post by Grave Robber on Aug 6, 2011 12:30:57 GMT -5
"And you walked into the submarket?" The grave Robber added to her unfinished thoughts. With a fated chuckle he walked over to the girl putting an arm around her, guiding her deeper into the trouble she brought herself. "What do they call you?" The peddler asked with an alluring smile. Her situation hardly mattered. What was on his mind was moving product.
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Hanatan
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Why agonize? Anesthetize!
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Post by Hanatan on Aug 6, 2011 20:47:37 GMT -5
Natalia stared at the approaching man with fascination - a twisted sort of fascination, but fascination nonetheless. This man was a graverobber, a zydrate peddler; the Pied Piper with his blue glow, rather than the classic flute, leading on the colorful junkies who blindly followed to the point of no return. And not just any graverobber, but the one who had once been plastered on 'wanted' signs throughout the city during Rotti's reign. Many of those, for some reason, had disappeared with his daughter's inheritance.
Natalia would not follow the line of junkies to the same path of hazy blue.
The dark-haired girl nodded in return to Graverobber's first statement, mostly unfazed (other than the slightest flinch, but she wouldn't admit that) when an arm wrapped around her petite shoulders, leading her farther into the dark, emptied alley. "My name? Natalia Largo..." she answered evenly, her voice quieting a bit at the last word.
Prosthetic eyes glanced upwards at the man's surprisingly pale face, almost as white as a sheet. It was an odd color (and obviously created with the help of a rather heavy layer of makeup), but didn't surprise Natalia nearly as much as she thought it would.
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Post by Shilo Wallace on Aug 6, 2011 23:37:10 GMT -5
((ooc: I'm just gonna say that Puck's starting to revive, if that's okay. I'm going with the assumption that it wasn't too awful much zydrate put into him.))
Shilo's eyes widened sharply at the mention of the girl's last name. Largo. Was she a relative of the three Largo siblings running GeneCo? If so...then they'd really better get out of here. Each of the Largo siblings had reason enough to want her out of the picture. They were running GeneCo now, and their father had wanted Shilo to take ownership instead. A relative of theirs could easily report where she'd been seen...if she recognized her.
Shilo had a bad feeling about all this.
"Largo? As in GeneCo Largo?" Shilo said slowly, a slight bit of anxiousness to her firm tone. She had to admit, she was more than a little worried.
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Hanatan
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Post by Hanatan on Aug 7, 2011 12:22:39 GMT -5
((Dunno bout GR, but It's alright in my book~ he is yours, after all.))
Natalia shook her head sharply, brown hair swaying with the sudden movement. "I don't think so." she replied quickly. "Or, at least, I don't know."
She paused for a moment, absorbing the slightly worried look on Shilo's face, the underlying anxiousness in her tone. "I won't go tattling to them, if that's what you're worried about." she reassured the girl. She wasn't lying either; Natalia wouldn't because she had no reason to do so, no grudge.
Although, she could possibly use it to find out about her father...
No. She wouldn't rat people out for her own personal reasons. The thought still lingered in the back of her mind, though.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a slight movement. The third man had begun to stir, albeit ever-so-slighty.
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Post by Vittoria Largo on Aug 7, 2011 23:47:48 GMT -5
((I'm going to bring Vittoria into this thread just....because I don't want to lose my muse for her before I even play her! DX))
Vittoria wandered down the alleyways of New York, a rather strange and dangerous place to find a fifteen year old school girl. But then again Vittoria Largo wasn't the typical teenage school girl. For starters she knew how, and had, kill people in a variety of horrible and painful ways. She had to, her grandfather made sure that not only could she defend herself but she could finish the job if need be. She hadn't found out why that was until recently. She was a Largo...as in one of the Largos. Which along with untold wealth and power also came three psychotic older siblings and constant public attention. She had to be tough to survive.
"Largo? As in GeneCo Largo?" That made her stop, she peeked at several people congregating in an alleyway watching them carefully. Were they talking about her, true her existance hadn't been announced yet, nor had Lucretzia Largo's (the pressumed dead mother of all of the Largo siblings and the late Rotti Largo's heirs) but that didn't mean no one knew about them. "This could prove intresting...." She thought to herself.
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Grave Robber
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Post by Grave Robber on Aug 8, 2011 12:20:38 GMT -5
((go for it dude))
The graverobber glanced down at the soon to be conscious Puck. Seeing as Natalia wasn't a threat it would be easier to deal the other one. "Largo must be a popular name now a days then." He added dryly in doubt that it was just a coincidence.
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Post by Shilo Wallace on Aug 8, 2011 15:01:45 GMT -5
Shilo frowned unbelievably towards the girl. Trust a Largo? She didn't think so. She doubted that the girl would really keep the fact that she'd seen them a secret, in all honesty. But, deciding to turn her attention to the waking man on the ground, Shilo turned her back on Natalia, crouching down on her good foot as she looked at Puck.
Puck slowly began to regain the feeling in his limbs, the numbness starting to fade away slowly. He opened his eyes, trying to remember just where he was at the moment. His eyes met two brown, youthful ones in front of him, and he slowly blinked, the memory of the little girl and the zydrate returning.
"Who are you?"
"Huh?" He mumbled, not quite understanding the girl. Shilo frowned, jerking the other's collar forward a little.
"I've seen that face before...you're in the Opera. I saw you perform with Mag once," she said. Puck studied the girl's face carefully. He knew he'd seen her somewhere before, but in his hazy state of mind, he couldn't recall where.
"Guilty as charged, kid," he smirked softly. "Name's Puck. Now, who are you, and what's a little girl like you doing out here?"
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Hanatan
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Post by Hanatan on Aug 8, 2011 15:12:27 GMT -5
"Well, I wouldn't know." Natalia replied, not able to keep the biting sarcasm from lacing her words. Not like she had anyone to ask, at any rate, with her father dead and her mother unwilling to open her mouth for once and just tell her who he was.
The Italian girl's gaze flickered across the alley - was that another girl in the shadows? - and landed on the awoken actor. She decided not to comment yet, though.
((Up in Boston til Wednesday, not sure how often I'll be on.))
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Post by Vittoria Largo on Aug 8, 2011 18:52:27 GMT -5
Vittoria saw that she had been spotted and tried to move backwards as fast as she could, but her foot slipped on a puddle of...something, she didn't want to know what it was, and it sent her flying back into the brick wall. Her flailing arms knocking over a trashcan's lid sending a metalic bang all over the alleyway. "Merda!" She hissed under her breath. "Of course I'd give myself away...never was that great at stealth." She stood still for several seconds, than took a step forward for the others to see that it was just a teenage girl in a school girl uniform. "Scuzi...I didn't mean to-a interupt anything." She said in a thick but high class Italian accent.
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Hanatan
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Post by Hanatan on Aug 13, 2011 16:38:46 GMT -5
((ajflsdfjhflg; I don't even know what to do, but we gotta keep this moving. Watch me fail hard, especially since my italian is honestly at about google-level =w=))
Natalia's gaze snapped up as loud clangs echoed through the rather empty alleyway. A faint "Merda!" could be heard, before a girl, not much younger than Natalia herself, stepped out from the shadows of a corresponding alley.
"È buono." she replied smoothly. Natalia didn't bother with English, considering that the girl was obviously Italian herself.
She also felt like she should recognize this girl from somewhere, like she was somewhat important... but where, and who was she?
'Probably just an odd feeling,' the girl thought, as if reassuring herself. Yet, the "odd feeling" didn't leave her chest.
((My god, this is like you-don't-even-want-to-know-how-many levels of shitty fail. I'M SORRY TT^TT))
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Post by Vittoria Largo on Aug 13, 2011 18:43:57 GMT -5
Vittoria nodded, taking in the young girl. She seemed...unsure about something. She looked at the others in the alleyway. Another young girl in her late teens but with the air of a much younger girl, a sleazy looking drug dealer, and a passed out Opera Star. "Curiouser and curiouser..." She thought to herself quoting Lewis Carol.
"I-a believe the-a three of you were-a speaking about the-a Largos a few minutes ago?" She said in her usual calm voice. "Is-a that right? I only-a ask because I don't-a know much-a about them. My...mother...doesn't approve of-a me reading about-a them."
Which was true enough, while her mother seemed obessed with the Largos (or more like the Largo children) she didn't allow Vittoria to speak about the Largo's or read the tabloid stories about them. Calling them "falsified smear stories". And now that it appeared that her mothers claims of being the Largos long believed dead mother, who had been in hiding for the last twenty two years may be true. Well it would be best to find out as much about Luigi, Amber, and Pavi before she met them in the flesh. The more you knew about your enemy the less likely they were to take you by suprise.
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Hanatan
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Post by Hanatan on Aug 13, 2011 22:41:34 GMT -5
A slighty pregnant pause.
"E-er... yes, we were." Natalia replied hesitantly after a moment, breaking the awkward silence that had eveloped the alley for a slight moment.
Her face didn't give away much, other than the slight scrunching of a eyebrows and a flickering frown. She didn't know what this girl's opinion of the Largos was yet, and wasn't exactly jumping to find out.
((Rushed, sorry for the shortness. Unless I stay up late, I might not be on again til later tomorrow, going to the AniMiniCon in SoHo with a friend.))
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Post by Shilo Wallace on Aug 13, 2011 23:18:36 GMT -5
Shilo narrowed her eyes at the actor's mention of her being a "little kid," standing up and shoving him away in disgust. Puck was a bit surprised, but in his current state of mind, couldn't really do much in response aside from laying back against the alley wall.
"Was it something I said..." he mumbled, shaking his head confusedly. With a roll of his eyes, he muttered, "Women."
Ignoring the man for a moment, Shilo suddenly turned her attention to the other two teenage girls in the alley. Neither of them should be here not unless they wanted a hit. She didn't trust them, and she had no idea why Graverobber hadn't run them off by now...or fled back for home.
"Be glad you don't know about them," she said in response to the girl. Both seemed to have Italian accents, the latter's more heavy than the other's. It reminded her of Pavi Largo, the one notorious for stealing the faces of beautiful women. It made her sick to even remember him and the way he'd looked at her on the night of the opera.
"They're not exactly 'good company,'" she added, folding her arms across her chest. Graverobber could probably argue that point, as far as Amber was concerned, but Shilo ignored that thought. All she knew about the Largos was that they were bad news. And having someone with the same last name, coincident or not, made her just a tad bit on edge.
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Post by Vittoria Largo on Aug 14, 2011 0:04:03 GMT -5
"I-a see." Vittoria said pushing her hair off of her shoulders and walking closer to Shilo. "Care to-a elobrate on that-a please? I only ask because I know-a next to nothing about them. But," She paused and looked her up and down realizing who she was now.
The girl Rotti Largo had wanted to take over Gene-Co instead of any of his children (herself included) and who had just disappeared. "I-a believe that-a the two of-a you've had more than-a enough contact with-a them am I-a right?." Vittoria said looking between both Graverobber and Shiloh smiling pleasently. She glanced down at the blonde man in laying on the ground, he hadn't moved in awhile. "Will he-a be alright?"
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Grave Robber
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Post by Grave Robber on Sept 2, 2011 15:55:29 GMT -5
Keeping his thoughts to himself, the Grave Robber studied the two Italians finding between the two, the one in the school girl's out fit had a clear resemblance to Miss Amber Sweet herself. It would surprise Graverobber if all the Largo's were crawling out from under the rocks they were hiding after the lovely death of Rottie. Of cores, he didn't want to seem gullible. Though, the fact that he hadn't already taken off would say other wise. Taking in another long glace at the schoolgirl he parted his creeping smile, "I think I can clear up alittle confusion." He started circling in between her and Shilo. "Now, you do very much remind me of a certain some one I know." He continued with a cunning smile. If these two girls were really Largo children, even abandon Largo's, he could still make use of them. It was just convincing them to team up with a drug peddler and his side kick rather than a rich and glamorous long lost family might seem difficult.
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